The Saddest Landscape The Fashion Magazines Have Succeeded Lyrics

They've all got knives drawn, they've all got knives drawn
One by one, another one down
They've all got knives drawn, they've all got knives drawn
One by one, another one down

With fingertips gleaming in artificial light
Fingers gleaming in artificial light
Just a few more keystrokes, just a few more keystrokes
Anonymity has never suited someone
Anonymity has never suited someone so well
Has never suited someone, someone so well

And every one's a critic
With a message board to report it to
Talking expertly
About things they were never there for

These things do hurt, and these things do hurt
Keep on choking until the words stop
Keep on choking until the words stop
Stop, stop, keep on choking
I will be your signature, and I will be your signature
These things do, these things hurt
And these things hurt, and these things hurt
I hope you're proud, hope you're proud of us
I hope you're proud... of yourself